Chapter 8

Orson

"So, how did you end up here?" I ask her, feeling a bit curious about that because she is just someone who doesn't do anything like that, "I don't know why I feel this way but I kind of feel like you didn't come here because you wanted to. It was more like you HAD to."

Her expression shifts a little bit, and she ends up shrugging her shoulders, "I can't say that I did come here because I wanted to, but I don't regret it. If anything, I regret being around people who treated me like dirt because there wasn't anything for me to do. I know that it might be a bit crazy, but I wonder if maybe there's something more that I can do to make my life better. I was running away from my abusive family because they wanted me to mate with someone that I didn't care about."

"Why?" I wonder, feeling a bit pissed that someone was trying to make her theirs, "I don't know why a parent would do that, it seems quite wrong."

"Because he was the Alpha of our pack, and he had this obsession with me that didn't make any sense." She explains to me, making me even angrier, "I know how it might sound but it seems like he just didn't know how to do the right thing with me. Even if I did keep him at a distance or something, it feels like it would never go the way that I needed it to. I would have been more accepting of it if he didn't try to force himself on me. That is when I drew the line… That's why I was pretty shocked to learn that you were my fated mate. It didn't make sense."

I slowly nod because I understand completely, "I know, I didn't expect a wolf to be my mate but I'm okay with it. I'm not going to question the Goddess when she does everything for a reason. If anything, maybe with time we will be able to figure it out but not right now I don't think. I suppose the best thing for me to do is to just accept everything and be done with it."

Elara's expression softens a little bit as she looks at me, "I don't know why you would accept me so much, Orson, I don't deserve it at all, and I don't know why you keep giving me your attention like that. Don't misunderstand, I am so grateful and I'm thinking that maybe I will be able to figure out my feelings with time, but I also don't know a hundred percent if we are going to be together forever. Were just different."

"I don't care if we are different." I assure her, setting the food down in front of us, "I just want you to be happy and I will do everything in my power to make sure that you are. If anything, I believe that I will be able to prove this with time and go through it one way or another. I mean honestly, what is the worst thing that'll happen?"

I know that she isn't too sure, but we dig into our food, the silence a little awkward but it isn't too bad. I'm quite enjoying my time with her, knowing how giddy she makes me feel. I couldn't be sure what to make of it, trying to decide what would be the next best course of action. She is just too beautiful, and she makes me feel things that I have not felt in so long. How she managed to worm her way into my heart, I'm not completely certain but it's like she knew precisely what to do.

"I'll do the dishes." She murmurs, rising to her feet to gather up the dishes.

I was going to ignore her and do the dishes myself, but it was nice to see her up there doing the dishes, reminding me of what could happen if she remains by my side. I want to make her plump with my cubs… Or would they be pups? I'm not sure but I do know that I would be okay with it either way. I just want her to be happy and I know that I can make her happy if she will allow me to. I don't know precisely what would come from it but either way, I know I will make her happy and she will make me happy, too.

"I can feel you staring at me." She suddenly speaks up, making me look at her, "I know that I'm hot, but you don't have to stare."

Feeling a boost of confidence, I rise to my feet and make my way over to her. I don't know precisely what I'm doing but I end up pressing a kiss to the back of her neck, scraping my teeth along the sensitive mark that I had made on her body. I'm aching to do a lot more to her, wanting so much more, but another part of me isn't so sure what to do about it. It's like my body has gone completely haywire and I couldn't be sure what to make of it at all.

I guess only time will tell.

I press my hips against her butt, feeling how she shudders at the sudden contact. I don't know what to do about it, but I do know what I want to happen. I'm sure she is thinking the same thing as she wiggles her butt against me, teasing me.

She's playing with fire, I know that.

That's okay though, I don't mind doing it with her either.